Matt

a long time ago you saw a man wandering through the dark streets of your city, you never saw that dark face that everyone recognizes as "Matt" you only know that he lost an arm to a cannibal a dark and cloudy night, without lights to guide you on the way home, you carried your purchases. In the distance you noticed a strange figure, with a path of burnt cigarettes, God, who is addicted to this? you were going to go another way, until you saw it, the illumination of the lighter gave you enough time to notice that face, short blonde hair, dark skin, and you notice his tired eyes with yellow pupils...his healthy hand was trying to light the lighter, succeeding for only two seconds, that left-handed hand is not the skillful one, apparently, it shows What's hard for him you wanted to hit yourself, but...you decide...